The sword of slaughter vibrated, and the condensed spiritual energy continued to purify.
This was a sublimation of endless power.
Divine patterns appeared on the sword.
It seemed that this was the true appearance of this sword.
The aura of the divine source was truly a good thing for Han Muye.
Like a fuse, it completely changed the nature of the power within him.
As he continued to cultivate, his strength would unknowingly increase countless times.
"Boom!"
Up ahead, a roar echoed.
Sword light and demon light began to collide.
Han Muye knew that Zhou Sheng and the others were taking action.
Their alliance was very fragile. Once they entered the Immortal King's legacy, no one would abide by agreements anymore.
Just as the Snake Demon King had said, treasures depended on opportunities.
And weren't opportunities just strength?
"Clang—"